We went on our first backpacking trip with the llamas. They did pretty good. Kady (the our rose grey girl) was a bit feisty on the way up... but on the way back she did much better. Besides the crazy cliffs and altitude gain to get to the lake that matt picked, forgetting the fry pan and cook pot ( we improvised with a tin can of chili we had on us), and forgetting the pump to blow up the air mattress... it was a fun trip.
a picture from the ridge, you can see the lake down below
mount st.helens
Ramen Noodle soup in a can....
matt blowing up the air mattress... yep we are big babbies and brign one when we camp!
cooking eggs in a can...
we are going again next week and I get to pick the hike this time... i'm thinking flat along a creek! :)
2 comments:
I could NEVER do that...I would need a two month period to recover and still carry the scars:) I can't camp. But if I had to camp my definition of rustic would be a furnished cabin:) ha ha:)
P.S. I am glad you had fun though and it suits your family:)
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